Showing posts with label fear. Show all posts
Showing posts with label fear. Show all posts

Monday, September 15, 2014

ISIS ISIL EEEZEL BEEELZE BUB



“Everyone thinks of changing the world,
but no one thinks of changing himself.”
                                         --Leo Tolstoy






ISIS ISIL EEEZEL BEEELZE BUB
by matt burns

Yesterday it was Al Qaeda
Today it’s Isis
There will always be that threat
That’s out there somewhere
The vague beastie lurking somewhere on the island
Putting fear inside all of us
And somebody will always exploit that fear
The Lord of the flies
And the Lord will use it to rule us
Manipulate us
Control us
Just like those boys on that island

There will always be an external threat
There always has been
Always will be
There will never be NO threat
So what can you do?
Worry all the time?
Or just mind your own business
Focus on yourself
And forget about the world

The Lord of the flies is cunning
He wants us to focus on the world
Pull us out of ourselves
For a perpetual amount of time
Focus on the Russians!
Cold war over, now focus on Al Qaeda!
Al Qaeda’s weakened
Now focus on Isis!
Isil
Eeeeezel
Beeelze
Bub

What will the next beastie on the island be after Isis?
There will inevitably be one
One distraction follows the other
If you watch the news
There seems to be a beastie of the week
To terrorize us

Everybody thinks about changing the world
But the world can’t be fully changed
There will never be total peace out there
Not on our planet
Not within our species
But there can always be total peace inside you

Change you
Don’t change the world
Everything on the outside
Somewhere
Out there
All those beasties
That you hear about
But never really see…
It’s all an illusion
Created by the Lord of the flies
To build up fear
That destroys your insides
And destroys your soul
But if you retreat into yourself
And tune out what’s outside
The fear weakens
And the Lord loses his power
And he withers away
And dies
And then
Maybe
Comes
The world peace

If there is ever a possibility for world peace
It’s going to start on the inside
Not on the outside

Tuesday, March 11, 2014

BY THE OCEAN SHORE and SELF-FULFILLED PROPHECY



BY THE OCEAN SHORE
by matt burns

I’m standing barefoot by the shore
The sound of the waves crashing
The ocean breathing in and out
The earth’s lungs inhaling and exhaling

I’m no longer at war with judgment
The judgment from the outside world
From friends
From parents
From family
From the news personalities
And the celebrity personalities
And the TV Doctors
And the talk-show hosts
And the politicians
And the priests

I no longer have to constantly be on guard
And ready to shield myself from the great, sharp swords
Those swords that the aforementioned outside sources
Wield 
And swing my way
And try to pierce my soul with

The fight is long
The fight is hard
The fight is constant
And the fight is oh so tiring

On the ocean shore
With the war against judgment over
And there’s no more pain
From the battle wounds
And I’m no longer so tired
From the fight…
That’s what heaven will be like for me

I close my eyes
And I go to that happy place

And it keeps me going for another day




SELF-FULFILLED PROPHECY
by matt burns

The wife was so worried that something terrible would happen to him
She didn’t know what she’d ever do without him
She constantly feared a day that she would be without her husband
She was constantly worried about him
Even while he was out running simple errands
In the car
Or even by foot

Saturday afternoon was one of those days
He took a little longer getting home from the grocery store
Fear was getting the better of her while she was doing laundry
She decided to text him

Five minutes from home
Her husband heard his smartphone beep
He checked the text
He took his eyes off the road
He veered into the oncoming lane
He crashed head-on with another car
Both drivers died

Her biggest fear
Self-fulfilled

There is a beast that creeps around corners
And lurks in the shadows of your mind
And this beast wrests you from trust and faith
And when you abandon trust and faith
Bad things happen
And you can become the instrument from which those
Bad
Things
Happen

That beast is known as fear